Queen is reborn

Uncle Mo handed the mask to Lin Chengran, and told him to put it on before he could go in.

Lin Chengran nodded slightly, adjusted the mask close to his cheeks, walked over in the wheelchair, and pushed open the door of the intensive care unit.

The intensive care unit is very large, and there is only Mo Qingshan's bed in it, with several tall instruments placed on both sides of the bed.

Controlling the wheelchair, Lin Chengran had already arrived at Mo Qingshan's hospital bed.

He lay there quietly, as if he had fallen asleep, but Uncle Mo clearly said that he had just woken up.

Lin Chengran's eyes were flat, and he glanced at his somewhat chapped and white lips, it's better to wait for him to wake up before coming.

Putting his long, white fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair, he lightly pressed the button, and the wheelchair turned quickly.

He was about to drive out when suddenly, a pair of cold hands grasped his wrist.

Mo Qingshan opened his eyes suddenly, and pulled his dry lips lightly, "Of course, it's already here, why bother to leave?"

His voice sounded hoarse and weak.

Lin Chengran's long eyelashes trembled, and he was stunned. In his memory, Mo Qingshan had always been as strong as a cow, and now he was really not used to seeing him like this.

It took Lin Chengran a while to react, he opened his fingers one by one, and asked lightly if his injury was serious.

Mo Qingshan moved his fingers, glanced at the empty palm, it seemed that Ranran's body temperature still remained on his hand.

He put his hand under the thin blanket and squeezed it, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he said "I can't die" with a relaxed smile.

Suddenly, he frowned, and saw the white gauze on the back of Lin Chengran's neck sharply.

Lin Chengran moved his neck twice, shook his head, "Small injury."

Mo Qingshan stared straight at him, the emotion in his eyes almost overflowing, "Of course, you are too thin, eat more."

Here we go again, is Mo Qingshan's acting skills too exaggerated? At this moment, his long and narrow eyes are full of affection, which really makes him a little uncomfortable.

If Mo Qingshan hadn't saved him twice, he wouldn't have come to see him, and he was too lazy to watch him act.

Lin Chengran frowned slightly and called out his name.

"En." Mo Qingshan raised his eyebrows and made a nasal sound, his eyes never left Lin Chengran's face from the beginning to the end.

Lin Chengran reached into the bag hanging on the wheelchair, took out a few times, took out a red velvet box, and handed it to him, "This is for you."

Mo Qingshan glanced at the things in his hand lightly, and smiled, "I refuse to take back the things I sent out."

Lin Chengran pursed his lips, deliberately put on a disgusted expression, "Your predecessor...it's old and rustic, I don't need it."

Lin Chengran's fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair slowly tightened, so dangerous that he almost told about Mo Qingshan's dislike for him touching that ring in his previous life.

The current Mo Qingshan is only 21 years old, how could he know what happened in his previous life?

Of course, he couldn't let Mo Qingshan know that he was reborn.

Probably because he didn't expect Lin Chengran to say this, Mo Qingshan was stunned for more than ten seconds before laughing, "Blame me, I didn't think carefully, next time I will definitely pick a good-looking one for you, you take this one first on."

"No need." Lin Chengran pursed his lips, threw the velvet box into his arms, and said lightly: "You saved me twice, tell me how you want me to thank you, but you can't ask too harshly." ’” He just didn’t want to owe him.

Mo Qingshan didn't care about the red velvet box, but raised the corners of his mouth in a good mood, locked his eyes on Lin Chengran, and said, "Of course, what request do you want me to make?"

"You'd better think about it before you mention it. You only have one chance." Lin Chengran deliberately straightened his cuffs and didn't look at him.

Lying on the pillow, Mo Qingshan clicked his chin, dripped his hands, picked up the velvet box on the thin blanket, and with a slight movement of his fingers, the box was accurately thrown into Lin Chengran's arms.

He said, "Of course, I'm studying in country S, and it's inconvenient to carry it with me. Please help me keep it."

"That's all you want?" Lin Chengran couldn't understand.

Mo Qingshan smiled, and tapped his left cheek, "Why don't you come here and give me a kiss."

"Sorry, this request is too much, I don't..."

"Hey, I won't tease you anymore." Mo Qingshan's pretty eyebrows raised slightly, and he giggled, "How about treating me to a meal?"

Lin Chengran was very familiar with this kind of Mo Qingshan. In his previous life, he would often tease him like this, and then sneak a kiss on his lips when he was not paying attention.

The angrier he was, the more proud he was, looking cynical.

But now Mo Qingshan is only 21 years old, he did not expect to be so dishonest.

Mo Qingshan deliberately sighed aggrieved, "Why, is this request too much?"

His words brought back Lin Chengran's drifting thoughts, he replied "I'll talk about it when you get out of the hospital", and told him to rest well, then drove the wheelchair to leave.

Mo Qingshan called to stop him in time.

Lin Chengran frowned, turned to look at him, "Is there anything else?"

Mo Qingshan blinked his eyes, and slightly curved the end of his eyes, "Of course, thank you for coming to see me." I am very happy.

Lin Chengran's eyebrows frowned even tighter, he ignored his nonsense, and drove away in the wheelchair.

Why didn't he realize in his previous life that Mo Qingshan's acting skills were better at his age, and those affectionate eyes were so realistic, he almost believed it.

After leaving the intensive care unit, Lin Chengran went downstairs to the emergency room to see Steward Chen. He was already awake.

The doctor gave him a plasma transfusion, saying that he just lost too much blood and the problem was not serious.

As for the wound on Steward Chen's forehead, he had a few stitches and it was bandaged up.

Papa Lin helped Steward Chen pay the hospitalization fee, and then rushed back to the company. He still had an important meeting to hold.

The police had already called and said that the bodies of Liu Guiju and the man had not been found yet.

They also need to deploy additional manpower to expand the search area.

After all, there are many trees in the mountains and overgrown with weeds, so it is difficult to find them.

Lin Chengran came to the gate of the hospital in a wheelchair, squinted his eyes, held his head up, and looked at the burning sun. Liu Guiju didn't catch him, so he couldn't let go.

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